When you have nowhere to go, go back to yourself.

"I always believed that fear belonged to other people. Weaker people. It never touched me. And then it did. And when it touches you, you know... that it's been there all along. Waiting beneath the surfaces of everything you loved."

"When you love something, every time a bit goes, you lose a piece of yourself."

Loss, like love, is deeply personal. Only the one who has suffered, knows the depths of it.

For the death of the many, the pain of the loss of those that have been left behind, and the wounded and maimed who shall wear their scars forever on their bodies and in their hearts.

I shall pray that this atrocity shall never happen again, and that our Government will seek forever for those who have the audacity to teach their young men that to die in such a manner, and take so many innocent lives with them in the name of religion, is not FOR God but AGAINST all His teachings.